Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Chapter 1050: Not Close Lovers

Editor: Henyee Translations

“Actually, it’s very simple to determine who is Wuyang. Let’s each ask a question and see which of them can answer. Won’t it be obvious at a glance?” Shen Qin’s voice held a hint of excitement.

Bai Yueshuang nodded. “I don’t have any questions. Ask away.”

“What about you?” Shen Qin asked, turning to Gu Yang.

“I don’t have those memories,” Gu Yang replied calmly.

Shen Qin sneered and glanced at Shen Ran and the others. “Brother, did you hear that? She admitted it! She doesn’t even share our memories. How could she still be Wuyang?”

“Besides, I’ve checked. Xiao Yang has been conscious since she was young. How could her consciousness have transferred to another body?”

“There are always signs that the person beside me is the real Wuyang. She’s the impostor!”

Shen Ran, stunned, stared at Bai Yueshuang. “You really have our memories?”

Bai Yueshuang’s eyes shifted to Shen Ran’s wrist, and she sighed. “Shen Ran, I told you not to take things too hard, no matter what.”

Shen Ran’s pupils constricted slightly as confusion clouded his expression.

His intuition told him this unfamiliar girl was the Yangyang he knew, but too many facts pointed to Bai Yueshuang being Wuyang.

He had never been particularly smart, and now he was more confused than ever. “What the hell is going on?”

Feng Jue and Gu Jin stood firmly by Gu Yang’s side.

Having been with Gu Yang longer than Shen Ran or Cao Cuo, they knew what she had been through and were unwavering in their belief.

Gu Jin’s expression remained calm. “Having common memories doesn’t prove anything.”

After all, Yangyang was proof of that. She had the memories of the malicious fake daughter in the past, but she wasn’t that person.

Likewise, even if Bai Yueshuang had all of Wuyang’s memories, it only meant that Yangyang had once occupied her body, not that she was Yangyang.

Bai Yueshuang smiled sadly. “You don’t recognize my face or my memories. How can I prove myself?”

Shen Qin, heartbroken, held her arm. “Yangyang…”

Bai Yueshuang lowered her eyes, full of disappointment. “Call me Bai Yueshuang. That’s the name my family gave me, and I doubt they’d want to hear you call me anything else.”

Feng Jue gripped Gu Yang’s hand, his eyes sharp and voice icy. “At least you know your place.”

Bai Yueshuang suddenly looked up at him, her gaze filled with hurt. “You…”

Before Feng Jue could react, Gu Yang stepped in front of him, smiling at Bai Yueshuang. “Miss Bai, have some self-respect. Don’t look at my boyfriend like that.”

Hearing Gu Yang call him ‘boyfriend,’ the irritation in Feng Jue’s eyes softened. If he had a tail, it’d probably be wagging.

“Boyfriend?!”

Shen Ran, Shen Qin, and Bai Yueshuang were all stunned.

Suddenly, Shen Ran grabbed Feng Jue’s collar, glaring at him. “You! How could you do this?”

Wasn’t it Feng Jue who had once told them, quite seriously, that he didn’t want any romantic relationships and that they should all treat Yangyang like a biological sister?

Had this guy been strict with them while making sure he had the advantage all along, eliminating potential rivals so he could swoop in first?

The others stared at Shen Ran in awkward silence.

Only now did Shen Ran realize Feng Jue’s intentions? Yangyang’s game name was Wuyang, and Feng Jue’s was Wounded. The meaning was pretty clear from the start.